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Drab 2d
i was so ******* proud of my "clever" answer,
I forgot to hit love
and

whatever................................................





the arrows do...

sorry about that!

gave you some love today...

it wasn't good love.
but it was love....
Notes
Drab 5d
Poem
im starting this poem right now. I am "really" high. Not on *****, but no acid involved.. Oh never mind, i forgot..

you know you are high when…

you forgot what this was about.
About what?
Any.
“thing”.

Concentrate….
Drab Oct 20
I have a good memory.
Almost, picturesque.
But not quite.
Some of it has faded.
Some of it is gone.
Some of it, existed,
But, then I don’t want to remember it.
It gives me trouble at times.
But I come to my rescue enough times
that I get out of “most”, of the trouble.
One way.

            Or another…

                            Or the other….
Note - not now of course.
But more often than  not.
Drab Oct 20
The idea of not having any “real” responsibilities.
Attracts me.
The idea of not caring about anything other than what is worth caring about.
I cut down on a lot of unhealthy options.

Strange bedfellows?
Try sleeping alone.
It’s more peaceful.
Until you wake up.

Then the “committee” takes over.
And it’s “off to the races”.
Another hum drum day………..
In never never land.
Notes
Drab Sep 25
It’s the way I whine.
It’s the way I rant.
It’s the way I let go.
It’s the way I am.
It’s the way I was.
Have no idea what's next.
So sue me….
Notes
MetaVerse Sep 18
this #is #a #pome
#e #t #iphone #home
#no #notes
Cutezeni Aug 22
I’m tired of having to prove myself even to me.
Tired of having to give chances
only for them to be empty and free.
I am tired of waiting for a better outcome,
maybe I am mad,
because it’s the same person,
same situation and the same me,
the only thing changed is my hope dying a little every day
but it’s the same ****,
just a different day.
It be like dat
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